3 Going to the Vet

Ick and Crud Going to the Vet by Wiley Blevins illustrated by Jim Paillot

《伊克和克拉德去看兽医》 作者：威利·布莱文斯 插画：吉姆·佩洛

Be Strong! Bob set out two small crates. Ick and Crud knew what that meant. A trip to Grandma Bob's house. Or, the vet!

要坚强！ 鲍勃摆出来两个小箱子。 伊克和克拉德都懂这意味着什么。 要么是去鲍勃奶奶家玩。 要么，就是去看兽医！

"I'm not falling for that again," said Ick. Ick and Crud backed away. Bob tossed a bone into each crate. "Be strong," said Crud.

“我可不会再上当了。”伊克说。 伊克和克拉德连连往后退。 鲍勃往每个箱子里都扔了一根骨头。 “要撑住啊。”克拉德说。

"But it looks so tasty," said Ick. "I can almost feel the crunch." "It's just a trick," said Crud. Ick inched closer to the crate. He sniffed. The dog bone smell filled his nose. "Don't do it!" begged Crud.

“可是它看起来好好吃啊。”伊克说。 我都能想象到咬下去咔嚓脆的口感了。 “这就是个圈套。”克拉德说。 伊克一点一点往箱子挪过去。 他嗅了嗅。 狗骨头的香味飘满了他的鼻子。 “别过去啊！” 克拉德哀求道。

But in walked Ick. Snap! The crate door slammed shut and locked. Crud buried his head under his paws. "Was it worth it?" he asked. Ick gnawed on his bone and shook his head up and down. "Okay, buddy," said Crud. "For you, I'll go where no dog should ever go." Crud took slow puppy-steps into the other crate. His head hung low.

可伊克还是走了进去。咔嗒！ 箱子门“砰”的关上，还锁上了。 克拉德把脸埋到爪子底下。 “这值得吗？”他问。 伊克啃着骨头，脑袋点得像拨浪鼓。 “好吧伙计，”克拉德说， “为了你，我就去那狗狗根本不该去的地方一趟。” 克拉德迈着小碎步，慢悠悠地蹭进了另一个箱子。 他的脑袋垂得低低的。